Chapter 140 There Has Always Been a Sword (Part 8) (Including a Mini-Drama) "Not so good..."
Like snowflakes lapping against the gunwale, their figures were reflected on the water's surface, their snowy hair falling, leaving only a hazy white blur.
He lazily stretched out a hand to Lin Feiran; more accurately, he simply draped his hand over the edge of the boat, his fingertips touching the water, as if he were about to pull her up, but also as if he were simply playing in the water.
"Come here, I'll pull you up."
He lightly touched the surface of the water.
"……Need not."
Lin Feiran shook her head after regaining her senses.
Getting the water out wasn't difficult, so naturally, it was impossible to ask him to do it.
She swam to the side of the covered boat, climbed onto the gunwale with one hand, dodged the hail, and then flipped over to push herself onto the boat. She was quite strong, and the entire covered boat was pushed to the left by her, making a few soft creaking sounds.
As Ru Xian sat up amidst the swaying, she looked up at her with squinted eyes and a slight smile on her lips.
At the same time, the fish that had transformed into a fish broke through the water and turned back into a fox, landing on the gunwale. It quickly shook its head to shake off the water droplets, clearly having been here several times before and knowing the way very well.
"The water of the Bitter Sea Pool is what I took from the Weak Water. It is a natural treasure, and not a drop will stick to your body." He sat cross-legged in the boat, raised his chin, and said, "Shake it off, and you'll be soaked."
Lin Feiran looked down and saw that the black robe was still jet black, with no discernible shade, but he could clearly see silver water droplets constantly seeping out and dripping from the fabric.
She suddenly realized, then shook her head and jumped a few times to shake all the water droplets on her clothes and hair back into the clear pool.
"How come it's the same as the idiot?" Ru Xian raised her hand to brush away the water droplets that were splashing on her, looking helpless. "Never mind, let's sit down and remove the curse first."
Lin Feiran chuckled and did as instructed, but couldn't help glancing around.
The world within the bottle is a small world created by high-level cultivators. Because the entrance is difficult to find and the entry is difficult to enter, it is often used to hide treasures or hide from enemies. It is not surprising that he chose to use medicine here.
Having already performed the exorcism several times before, Lin Feiran easily removed her outer robe, leaving only a snow-white inner garment. She then extended her hand and asked.
"My Lord, is this a miniature world you created yourself? It's so beautiful!"
Ru Xian sat opposite her, and asked with a smile, "Do you like it?"
Lin Feiran nodded hurriedly: "Anyone who sees this place will like it."
He formed a complex hand seal with one hand, then raised his hand to loosen his collar: "This is the incantation to enter this small world. As for the porcelain bottle, it is in the medicine cabinet on the second floor of the library tower, in the third row. You can go in whenever you want."
Lin Feiran was once again amazed by his generosity and couldn't help but say, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, if I ever create my own little world in the future, I will definitely tell you the technique to enter it!"
Ru Xian paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "Alright, I'll wait. But for now, you need to focus your attention and concentrate on breaking the curse."
Lin Feiran withdrew his gaze and immediately saw Ru Xian, who was only wearing a silk robe.
He was dressed much more lightly than she was.
The silk robe clung to her body, revealing half of her collarbone. Several gold threads were loosely tied around her waist. The hem of the robe was slit, revealing her straight and slender left leg, on which a gold ring was conspicuous.
Having met several times, Lin Feiran was no longer as reserved as she had been at the beginning. She subtly withdrew her gaze, closed her eyes, and then noticed his hand pressing on her wrist.
"After I remove the curse for you, I will take medicine, but the effect is still unknown. In order to avoid any accidents, I will try to remove as much as possible today. I will not stop until I am exhausted. Can you bear it?"
His voice was not as cold as usual; instead, it was somewhat gentle.
Lin Feiran had excellent endurance, but the pain of removing the curse was extraordinary, comparable to having bones removed and tendons pulled out. Even she hesitated when she heard this, but she still nodded.
"Don't worry, I'll bear with it."
Ru Xian sighed softly, "Then let's begin."
Lin Feiran closed his eyes. At first, everything was pitch black before his eyes, and then he heard a familiar low chant in his ears. It was the tone that Ru Xian would chant every time the curse was broken.
Like a gentle breeze caressing the mountains, rolling thunderclouds, meandering streams, and pines and rocks leaning against each other.
Listening to it again, it is still as pleasant as ever, bringing a sense of clarity to the mind.
Lin Feiran had previously thought it was some kind of meaningless chanting, but upon closer listening, she actually heard a familiar short word in it.
This was the incomprehensible, inexplicable name Ru Xian often used to call her.
Surprisingly, this title was among them.
“…Continue.” Counting it up, there had been three previous attempts to break the curse, and she didn’t understand why Ru Xian would stop now. “It doesn’t hurt that much.”
Ru Xian slightly opened her eyes, and with her other hand forming a mudra and pointing her fingers, she touched the center of her forehead, continuing the exorcism.
A beam of light entered from the altar, and Lin Feiran was no longer in darkness. Instead, just like the first time, he saw towering golden pillars reaching the sky.
That was her spiritual vein. After several exorcisms, one-third of the incantations that were originally embedded in the spiritual vein had been removed, revealing its original brilliance, shimmering with golden light.
A sense of joy finally welled up in her heart, and the excruciating pain throughout her body lessened considerably.
The thin blade formed from spiritual energy was continuously carved into the spiritual veins, like a patient jade carver, sculpting and removing the incantations bit by bit.
At first, Lin Feiran was able to endure it, just like every time he had ever removed a curse before. He was drenched in sweat, his face was extremely red, and he was in so much pain that his breathing became intermittent. But every time this happened, Ru Xian would stop, but this time he did not.
The thin blades continued to pour in, increasing from two or three to seven or eight. Under the chanting like hail, they were like industrious worker bees, ceaselessly cutting down the incantation.
One, two, three...
It still hasn't stopped.
Lin Feiran was in so much pain that her vision blurred, and even the gradually glowing spiritual veins could not attract her attention, and she returned to darkness.
When Ru Xian opened her eyes again, Lin Feiran, who was sitting opposite her, bit her lip tightly and didn't make a sound.
Her originally upright posture had become limp and she was about to collapse. Her snow-white inner garment was completely soaked with sweat, and her hair was stuck tightly to her cheeks.
He had high expectations for Lin Feiran and was always strict with her, especially in terms of cultivation. He always thought that this was her inevitable path and that he should not interfere with it in any way.
The consequences of this medication are unclear, and given that she is nearing the end of her life at twenty, if things don't proceed quickly, there may be more unexpected events in the future.
That was my original thought, but at this moment, I began to waver a little.
He was the one who broke the curse, so he could naturally feel the excruciating pain she was in. He could feel her pain many times over.
But it's not really fair. He has been enduring this pain almost every day, and his senses have long been numb. So for him, he is just a little tired at this moment, but for Lin Feiran, it is not like that.
She could have had it easier.
As her mind wavered, Lin Feiran's already swaying body lost its strength and lunged forward, crashing into his shoulder. Ru Xian, who had been distracted, was caught off guard and was thus pushed backward by her.
He immediately snapped back to his senses, pressed her wrist with his left hand, and braced his right arm against the gunwale. Half of his body was already tilted out of the water, and his snow-white hair was flowing down behind him, half of it soaked in the water.
The entire boat suddenly tilted, but did not completely capsize; it merely swayed in the center of the pool, with ripples spreading outwards in layers.
"..."
He looked down at Lin Feiran, his chin brushing against the top of her head. Seeing her tightly furrowed brows, he sighed inwardly.
He reached out and brushed his hand across Lin Feiran's lips. Then, with a little force, he pried open her clenched teeth and inserted a section of her white finger, letting her bite down to relieve the pressure.
Lin Feiran was in so much pain that she was dizzy and unable to think. Suddenly, she held something in her mouth. In her confusion, she opened her eyes. Sweat blurred her vision, and she could only see shimmering water and a completely white expanse.
For some reason, the thing in her mouth felt more comfortable biting down like that than when her teeth were pressed together.
In a daze, she heard a whisper that sounded like a chant.
Strangely enough, she understood it.
The first sentence was like a haze calling her, that familiar name, but she still couldn't understand it. The second sentence was only audible in fragments.
"You...go...to get pain relief?"
Regardless of the cause and effect, upon hearing the word "pain relief," she momentarily forgot what she was holding in her hands or biting in her mouth, instinctively burying her face in his shoulder and nodding repeatedly.
As expected, when Ru Xian was removing the curse from her, he couldn't speak Chinese, otherwise the removal would stop. Therefore, he spoke his own language. Now that the two of them could understand each other, it wasn't difficult for her to understand even a single sentence.
The two of them fell into the pool of bitterness.
This sea of suffering is drawn from the Weak Water, in which people float but do not sink. In addition, it is a natural treasure, and soaking in it has an excellent pain-relieving effect. At least for him in the past, the effect was indeed quite good.
Since it was a soaking, he didn't use any water-repelling spells, but simply let the weak water wash over the two of them.
Her hair swayed wildly in the water, tangling together before being quickly separated by the waves. Lin Feiran only saw this fragment before closing her eyes again, too exhausted to look around.
As if a haze were to open its eyes, its emerald pupils seemed to be the same color as the pool water, but even brighter.
He looked at Lin Feiran's hand, which was tightly gripping his waist, and couldn't help but think that with her strength, that area must be covered in bruises.
After entering the Weak Water, although the pain throughout his body did not completely subside, it was mostly relieved, which was enough for Lin Feiran.
She finally relaxed her brow, and her spiritual veins reappeared before her eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, thin blades continued to slice down, removing another third of the blade. Her originally dim vision was suddenly filled with dazzling golden light, and she subconsciously took a half step back.
Two-thirds of the spiritual veins have finally revealed themselves this time, so magnificent that they cannot be looked at directly!
Lin Feiran was almost mesmerized. The thin blade gradually faded, meaning the exorcism was about to end. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself still in the boat, sitting cross-legged on the opposite side, as if the previous fragment was just an illusion.
But she knew it wasn't.
Just before it ended, Ru Xian brought her back to the boat from the water.
Lin Feiran was initially a little weak, but after most of the incantation was removed, a continuous stream of spiritual energy flowed around her, replenishing her body. Before long, she felt much more energetic.
"My Lord, how are you feeling?"
Ru Xian opened her eyes and raised her right hand, revealing a deep red-purple tooth mark on the knuckle of her index finger.
"It doesn't matter, you're the one who bit me."
His voice was very hoarse because he had been chanting for a long time. After each incantation was broken, his voice would be hoarse for several days.
Ru Shan's eyes flickered slightly as she withdrew her hand, saying in a cool voice, "If you don't bite my hand, it'll be your teeth that break."
Lin Feiran moved her empty hand, then lowered her eyes and thanked him softly. He responded, then pressed his fingers against her wrist to check that she was unharmed. Only then did he take out a porcelain bottle from his bag and hand it to her.
“There are double lotuses growing in the Bitter Sea Pool. Go and collect a bottle of clear dew from the lotus buds. I need to use it to take medicine.”
Lin Feiran's eyes lit up, and she immediately took the bottle: "I'll go right away!"
It has to be said that Ru Xian really understands her. She knows that asking her for help at this time would make her feel more at ease than saying "it's nothing".
After Lin Feiran left, Ru Xian glanced back and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Her long, snow-white eyelashes drooped as she looked at the gold rings on her wrists, legs, and ankles, which were now subtly moving.
Unlike other rituals, the exorcism had been too costly, and his spiritual veins were no longer as stable as before. When his spiritual energy became chaotic, the three golden rings shone brightly and tightened around him. He immediately sat down to meditate and regulate his breathing.
It wasn't until they heard the sound of Lin Feiran turning back that they managed to quell the riot.
Lin Feiran returned to the boat with a smile on her face. She squatted down in front of Ru Xian and handed her the porcelain bottle: "Your Dew!"
His eyes were bright, as if they had been washed with water, and the sweat that had just seeped out was completely absorbed by the water. Now, apart from his face still looking a little tired, there was no sign of pain or impatience.
Ru Xian looked her over carefully and felt much more at ease. Just as he was about to reach out and take it, she grabbed his wrist.
Lin Feiran pointed to the teeth marks and looked at him, saying, "...Apply the medicine first, then take the medicine."
As a cultivator, such a bite mark might heal itself in a few breaths, but Ru Xian still smiled, took out a bottle of ointment, and handed it to her.
Lin Feiran applied a little medicine, only holding the gold ring on his wrist without touching him. As she applied the medicine, she said, "Lord, you brought the Weak Water, created this Bitter Sea Pool, and planted the lotus, was it all for the dew on these flower buds?"
Ru Xian was somewhat surprised; she had guessed perfectly: "That's right. The medicine in this prescription is extremely peculiar; otherwise, I wouldn't have spent so many years on it."
Ru Xian had been tirelessly trying various methods to cure his chronic illness, but all to no avail. This was the last prescription he had researched, and he had devoted himself to searching for medicine for many years, but even that would be of little use...
Lin Feiran didn't think about it anymore. She simply applied the medicine and sat down opposite him.
Ru Xian could no longer wait. He took out the medicine he had prepared from his mustard seed bag, put them into the medicine cauldron one by one, formed a hand seal, and a black flame suddenly rose from the bottom of the Bitter Sea Pool.
He reached out and summoned the black flames, letting them burn beneath the cauldron. After an unknown amount of time, the azure cauldron gradually turned into a purplish-copper color. Just then, he threw in two Cloud Soul Rain Spirit Grasses, and in a short while, the cauldron turned a sandy red.
This was the first time Lin Feiran had ever seen someone refine pills like snowflakes.
His expression was unusually serious, completely unlike his usual casual demeanor while reclining on the couch. His movements were also very skillful, as if he had practiced hundreds of times before.
So this is what it looks like when a master of medicine refines elixirs.
The scorching black flames grew smaller and smaller until they were finally extinguished. Suddenly, the medicine cauldron trembled, and fine cracks appeared on its body. Finally, at a certain moment, it exploded with a bang, and a pure white pill emerged from it, with pill patterns gradually appearing.
Ru Xian reached out and took it, and before the red patterns fully appeared, she put it in her mouth and swallowed it along with the clear dew in the porcelain bottle.
Lin Feiran watched the whole thing and was dumbfounded. Hanhuo was also lying on the side of the ship with his mouth slightly open.
"My Lord, how are you feeling right now?" Lin Feiran finally couldn't help but ask.
Ru Xian's face remained unchanged, revealing neither joy nor sorrow. He simply said, "I feel nothing... However, I did feel a faint disturbance of spiritual energy just now, but it has subsided considerably."
"Then I'm useful!" Lin Feiran's face lit up with joy. "You said you'd protect me before, but it seems I'm completely unnecessary!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the golden ring on his body suddenly shone brightly, expanded abruptly, and began to spin continuously like a windmill. Then it suddenly shrank back, tightly binding the ring in its original position, leaving a very obvious indentation.
"Hmm..."
Ru Xian frowned slightly and let out a soft gasp.
Suddenly, a black pattern spread from his chest, first climbing up his chest and collarbone, and then moving towards his limbs. The pattern was not complicated or disordered, but more like an ancient totem or some kind of rune.
His previous symptoms have relapsed!
As if all the strength had been released, Ru Xian knelt on one knee, and the once peaceful little world was suddenly swept by a strong wind. The entire boat was blown away, swaying and rocking, giving the feeling of setting sail for a distant voyage.
This is the little world he created, and nature is closely related to him.
With the wind raging so fiercely, Lin Feiran no longer cared about etiquette. He picked up the hailstones with one hand and grabbed the heavy objects that were almost blown away with the other, and led the two into the tent. He then formed a magic array to barely create a shelter from the wind.
The frantic creature darted around frantically. Lin Feiran put Ru Xian down, her eyes filled with anxiety: "Master, what do we do now? Should I give you other medicine?"
Ru Xian shook his head. His meridians were constantly being washed by spiritual energy. The spiritual meridians bulged and quickly subsided. In just a short while, strange patterns had covered his entire body.
He looked at Lin Feiran, his face glistening with sweat, but his eyes remained calm, and he spoke.
"The golden ring is gone."
Lin Feiran was taken aback and immediately looked at his wrist and leg. The golden ring was still there, but it had lost its golden light and could no longer suppress the fluctuation of the spiritual veins as before.
"My spiritual energy surges too violently, and I have to replace the golden ring every time I press it down," he slowly explained to Lin Feiran. "Unfortunately, I've already worn the last few rings on my body, so I don't have any left to use."
Lin Feiran's throat tightened slightly. She pursed her lips and said, "What should I do? Where did you get your gold ring? Do you need me to take you back to your residence?"
Ru Xian leaned against the awning and smiled, "No need for that. Don't act like you're facing a major crisis. I'm always like this when I have an attack, it's just that this time it's more serious. It's nothing to me."
Without the golden ring, it's just that the suppression of the spiritual veins is lost during their turbulent activity, causing some pain, but it will pass.
Lin Feiran ignored his words and asked directly, "Wouldn't it make you feel better if you could find something to replace the golden ring?"
Ru Xian paused slightly and nodded.
Lin Feiran immediately took off her mustard seed bag, widened the opening several times, and began to search inside. Her expression did not change much, but her searching movements were fragmented, with a sense of haste and panic that she herself did not realize.
Ru Xian watched her quietly, her gaze extremely focused.
Lin Feiran frowned slightly, glanced at him, and pulled out a few ribbons from the pile with some annoyance.
"My mustard seed pouch is mostly filled with magical artifacts; the only things I can use to bind people are these silk ribbons inscribed with runes... Do you have anything similar in your mustard seed pouch?"
Ru Xian shook her head: "No, what do you plan to do with this ribbon?"
Lin Feiran raised her hand: "I think it would be better to wrap it around like a golden ring..."
“Then let’s bind it.” His voice was a little hoarse as he leaned against the awning boat and stretched out his leg, which was still twitching. “Do whatever you want. When we first met, before I had the golden ring, I used the same method.”
Hearing this, Lin Feiran finally felt at ease. She got up and walked to his side, half-squatting down. After gesturing with her hands a few times, she lifted his leg and slowly tied the ribbon on.
She did it very seriously.
She supported his knees with her arms, preventing him from exerting any extra force, and wrapped a ribbon around his groin with her fingers. With a slight pull, the ribbon tightly bound his delicate, porcelain-white skin, the edges slightly sunken, constricting the skin and veins.
When he suddenly stopped exerting force, he couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.
Lin Feiran glanced at him, then lowered her gaze, her hands moving more gently, just as she did every morning when practicing swordsmanship. Her eyes were calm, her lips pursed, her gaze clear and pure. Even when her fingertips touched his, there was no hint of flirtation.
Ru Xian, however, only looked at her with fervent eyes, as if looking at her like that would make all the pain in her body disappear, leaving only her warm fingertips.
Lin Feiran didn't take out much silk. She used it sparingly to wrap her legs and suppress the raging spiritual veins, leaving very little.
She retrieved the outer robe he had taken off earlier and draped it over him, covering him completely. Then, somewhat embarrassed, she asked, "The belt's gone, so what about the rest of you...?"
Seeing his sweaty appearance, she pursed her lips and said, "The clothes you gave me also have magic arrays on them. How about I tear a few strips from the hem of the robe?"
It's just clothing, I don't know if he'll accept it.
“Because there are arrays drawn on it, it can’t be easily torn off.” He lowered his hand and remained silent for a long time, seemingly lost in thought.
Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed Lin Feiran's arm, looking up at her and saying, "Isn't this the thing that can suppress the chaos of the spiritual veins?"
Lin Feiran: "...Hmm?"
Amid her puzzled expression, Ru Xian sat up. His face, hidden in the boat, was not clearly visible. He smiled and said, "I will teach you a hand seal that can temporarily bind your hands."
He placed her hand on his shoulder and formed a hand seal. Lin Feiran didn't realize anything was wrong at first, so she followed suit.
A flash of inspiration struck her, and her hands involuntarily came together. With a sudden burst of strength, she managed to wrap her arms around Ru Xian, her chin resting on his shoulder, unable to let go!
This was indeed using her hands, or even her whole body, to lock Ru Xian in place, with her palms pressing tightly against the floating spiritual veins on his right arm, but in reality, what difference was there between this and hugging him!
The wind outside was still howling, the lotus leaves were being tossed high into the air, and the boats in the pond were being blown around and spinning.
Lin Feiran sat stiffly in the boat, staring intently at the lotus buds and leaves swirling on the pond, her thoughts as chaotic as they were.
Like a hailstone, it never lets anyone get close.
Is he delirious from the pain and not quite lucid right now?
If he regains consciousness later, will he coldly laugh and hang her on the city wall to dry in the wind?
"My Lord, did you teach me the wrong technique?" That was all she could guess.
"I can't remember," he answered ambiguously, "but it seems to have some effect, at least better than those ribbons, so let's leave it at that for now."
Lin Feiran didn't dare to look closely at his expression, but she could at least be sure that he was conscious.
Although Ru Xian was half a head taller than her, they were both sitting down and she was embracing him. They were so close that they could almost breathe together if they turned their heads.
This wasn't the first time I'd been in close contact with him, but it was the first time I'd gotten close in such a peaceful atmosphere.
Ru Xian let her hold him, remaining motionless for a long time. Just as she made up her mind to turn her head for a glance, he suddenly raised his hand and placed it on her shoulder, his palm resting on the back of her neck, stroking it lightly and sighing slightly.
With just this one movement, from a distance, it looked like intertwined vines, making it difficult to tell who was embracing whom.
Lin Feiran's back became even stiffer, almost stiff enough to be used to cast iron. Although the movement was familiar, it was not the same as the previous casual posture.
"Did you touch it?" Ru Xian asked, her voice much clearer than before.
Lin Feiran sat upright, momentarily at a loss for words: "I didn't touch anything!"
They'll explode, and blood and flesh will fall to the ground—it'll be horribly gruesome. Are you scared?
"...Lord, it was you who exploded, shouldn't you be the one who's afraid?"
Lin Feiran paused for a moment, hesitated, and then spoke: "Lord, could you please stop touching the back of my neck when you're talking? I suddenly feel very itchy..."
Ru Xian couldn't help but chuckle softly. Her heart, which had been tormented by pain, suddenly felt a little lighter, and her muffled laughter became even more hearty.
Lin Feiran had a strange feeling, absurd to say, that Ru Xian's actions were truly illogical, like... like...
The idea was so absurd that she even felt she was being delusional.
Now that things had come to this, Lin Feiran quietly took a deep breath, trying to dispel the strange atmosphere.
"My Lord, has your medicine been successful?"
Ru Xian pondered for a moment, then looked out at the Bitter Sea Pool outside the boat: "It's effective, but only slightly better than other methods; it still can't eradicate the lesion."
She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and pressed for more information: "...What exactly is the illness?"
Ru Xian lowered his head slightly and pressed down on her: "Didn't I say before that if you want to know, you'll have to exchange your secret for it?"
Lin Feiran had no choice but to suppress her curiosity; she really didn't have any earth-shattering secrets to exchange with him.
"By the way, my lord, I just learned that the person who can remove the seal in my mind lives in Jingyangpo near Jihai. So I would like to ask you for a few days off to go to the south."
“Jingyangpo?” Ru Xian recalled for a moment, “There is indeed a tribe living there called Xianzu, which is actually the Linghua tribe. However, I have never heard of them producing any masters of formations.”
"If you wish to go, that's fine too. The south has been in turmoil lately, and Xun Feifei and I happen to be thinking of sending Xuanzhen to investigate. You can all go together."
"good."
The atmosphere fell silent again. Being so close, the cold plum fragrance almost completely enveloped Lin Feiran.
After an unknown amount of time, the gale outside the boat finally stopped, and the strange patterns on Ru Xian's body gradually faded away. He picked up a porcelain bottle, taught her how to undo the spell in her hand, and then had her re-form the seal to put this small world into the bottle.
A moment later, the two reappeared inside the tower.
The surrounding lights were dim, making it difficult to discern people's expressions.
As soon as Ru Xian put the porcelain bottle back, she turned around and saw Lin Feiran leap out of the tower like a bolt of lightning and disappear instantly, as if he were fleeing for his life.
He glanced at the man with a slight glint in his eye, not pressing him to stay, but instead looked at him and said in a low voice, "Do you think I was too hasty today?"
The idiot tilted his head to look at him.
He answered his own question with a smile, saying, "I have never been patient; I can't wait seven years."
Author's Note: If Xue is a straightforward person, he can wait a little while and let Lin Feiran get used to it, but seven years is not an option. The previous leader's tearful warning is that delay will only lead to problems (X).
P.S.: Chapters 137 and 138 were updated simultaneously at the time. Did everyone miss chapter 137? No one can afford to miss the glimpses of Xiaolin Feiran and Luopo Ruxian's past.
P.S.: The part I wrote before about Ru Xian's battle with the three old men and his disappearance into Mirror Lake was actually about him meeting Xiao Lin Fei Ran in the human world. I couldn't resist spoiling it! (X)
In the village of Pic in the eastern continent of Mia, an ordinary girl was born. She had a very oriental name: Fei Ran.
According to the village's old witch, Fei Ran is a born hero, destined for a life full of ups and downs.
With everyone's expectations and help, Fei Ran grew into a 1.75-meter-tall, helpful, resolute, and very honest swordsman and blacksmith.
Her sword is more famous than her title as a hero.
One day when Fei Ran was seventeen, the evil dragon was resurrected, flew to the capital, and kidnapped the incomparably beautiful Pea and Pea Princess.
Amidst the crowd's shock and anger, the dragon had already flown away. It flew over Pipi Village and casually spewed out a burst of flame, burning most of the village to the ground.
Fei Ran looked up and saw the unruly dragon and the princess whose face he couldn't see under its claws.
The dragon returned to its lair, enraging the king. He summoned all the heroes of the land, ordering them to slay the dragon, rid the people of this scourge, and rescue the princess. The hero who succeeded would marry the princess and become the next crown prince of the Mia continent.
Princess Pea and Pea, the dream girl of heroes on the continent of Mia.
Legend has it that the princess has a face as radiant as the sun, long hair as beautiful as the moon, and a figure as supple as a clear stream.
Her skin was as white as snow, her lips as vibrant as roses, and her hands as smooth as white jade.
All the brave men who came were there for the princess, except for Fei Ran.
Because she was the only female warrior present, and female warriors cannot marry princesses, she only wanted to rid the people of evil and avenge her village.
She accepted the small bundle from the king, bowed deeply, and turned to embark on her journey.
To fight the dragon, she cannot do it alone, so she needs to find allies.
She is a swordsman, so she also needs to find a mage, a priest, and an archer.
On her way to Dragon Castle, she passed through a forest. Because she was too focused on thinking, she didn't watch where she was going and suddenly kicked something soft.
She looked down and saw that it was a bright green slime.
"Sorry, I stepped on you."
Fei Ran was very polite, then took a detour to leave, but the slime grabbed his trouser leg, preventing him from moving forward.
She turned around and drew her sword: "Sorry, if you don't let go, I'll have to chop you into pudding."
The slime was startled and immediately drew itself into a bright green fox, circling around her and barking.
...kind of cute.
Fei Ran thought to himself.
She sheathed her sword, then suddenly thought it wouldn't be bad to take it with her; after all, a cute pet could help ease the tension.
"Alright, then you can come with me."
Fei Ran picked it up and said, "Although you are very cute, you are a bit silly, so I'll call you 'Hardcore'."
"Woof!"
A lone figure and a slime embark on a dragon-slaying journey, only to stop in a small town.
The dragon was extremely powerful and could not survive without a priest to heal it. She walked into the town, intending to find the most powerful priest there, but was stopped along the way.
The man was wearing a black cloak, carrying a staff, and only half of his face was visible.
He walked toward Fei Ran, each step freezing over him.
This is a dark magician!
Fei Ran immediately realized what was going on. She took a step back without making a sound and asked, "Mr. Magician, is there something you need from me?"
The dark mage slightly raised his head, revealing a cold and aloof expression, and said.
"Hero, I have been waiting for you. My teacher told me that the demonic dragon will rise again and wreak havoc on the world. Only one hero can defeat it, and I will wait for her arrival in this town and assist her in slaying the demonic dragon."
"Brave warrior, I've been waiting for you since I was a child."
Fei Ran didn't believe her immediately. She asked, "What's your name?"
The dark wizard said, "My name is not important. As long as you call me, I will definitely be there. So, you can also call me Changzai."
"Huh?" Fei Ran suspected that this was a fake name. Who would have such a name?
The dark mage took two more steps forward: "Hero, please allow me to join your party."
"May I."
to be continued...
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